Spring is here! After 127 days of basketball practices, I now have some time to update you on all of the fascinating developments of the spring season.
Learning from students is one of the great joys of being a teacher. Here, a student taught us the real reason for strained relations between Greece and Turkey today.
In what seems to be a Cosby tradition going back to the “Great Flood” three years ago, we have had an issue with the building that impacted learning. This time, the power went out for several hours. The administration announced that students should report to their classrooms for a “normal” instructional day.
In spite of the near-breakdown of civilization at the school, we survived and made it to Spring Break.
As part of the never-ending preparations to sell the house, we loaded up the car with garbage to take to the dump and were amazed to find that other people also wanted to clean out their trash on the very same day.
Some people tried to cheat the line by going around the cars and pulling in at the last minute. That type of thing transforms me into an instrument of justice, where every fiber of my being is devoted to denying those people their short cut. The level of focus that I experience is similar to Luke Skywalker’s when he trusted the Force to destroy the death Star, enabling me to maneuver my car bumper within a single air molecule of the bumper in front of me. I’m sure that the risk of a wreck is totally worth forcing those cheaters to wait an extra two minutes.
On Easter Sunday, we “hid” McKenna’s Easter Basket on the deck for her to find in the morning. Unfortunately, setting food on a deck led the neighborhood feral cat population to converge on the basket.
Leaving behind the feral threat, we went to the Easter Parade in Richmond.
After 1,731 failed attempts to have McKenna make a normal face in a picture, we returned home for an Easter egg hunt.
Anne brought supplies to make puppets with McKenna on Easter. Just five years ago, if Anne had shown up with crafting supplies I would have taken it as a sign that she had been replaced with a Russian sleeper agent.
And as always, the holiday get-together was transformed into a photo shoot.